people who
live in the cottages in the lane?"

"No, dear; but we shall have to be very careful. I shall send Mary away
and keep only one servant. In order to remain in the house we must let
some of our rooms, and this year, at any rate, there will be no holiday
for us at the seaside."

"I don't mind it for myself, mother," said Teddie lovingly, "I only mind
it for you."

"But, darling, do you think you know what it means?" she asked. "No
presents, no treats, very few pleasures of any kind. Can you meet all
this patiently and bravely? If you do you will carry out Christ's
command: 'Bear ye one another's burdens,' for you will be helping your
father and me to bear _our_ burden."

"I will try;" and though when Teddie raised his head from its
resting-place his eyes were wet, his face still wore a look of brave
resolve.

It was a promise which he at once began to carry out in deed. It would
be hard to part with his rabbits, hard to go to Gerald and say he would
accept his offer after the somewhat scornful way in which he had before
refused it. But he did not know _how_ much the sacrifice would cost
until he opened the hutch, and out came the little animals for their
evening meal. He took Stripe in his arms, and Brownie put her front paws
on his knee, as if jealous of the caresses Stripe was getting. He felt
he could not let them go. But the feeling only lasted a few minutes, and
he hadn't a single regret when next day he placed two sovereigns in his
mother's hand.

She could only kiss him and thank him. Not on any account would she have
told him that had she known his intention she should not have allowed
him to carry it out.

I am glad to say that in a few years Mr. Braham fully regained the money
he had lost. But in better circumstances Teddie did not cease those
loving acts of kindness and unselfishness which he tried so hard to
practise for his mother and father's sake in their time of difficulty,
and he still finds ways and means in which to obey that "law" of Christ:
"Bear ye one another's burdens."

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OUR BOAT.

Ferdy and I quarrel sometimes, but not always. We don't like
quarrelling, and yet somehow we can't help it; and Ferdy _will_ want
everything his own way because he is the elder, and that isn't fair. I
ought to have my way sometimes, I think.

Mother gave us a boat not long ago--a beautiful boat, with a sail and a
dingy an